Maxioms by William Shakespeare
To say the truth, so Judas kissed his master
And cried, 'All hail!' when as he meant all harm.
To say the truth, so Judas kissed his master
And cried, 'All hail!' when as he meant all harm.
Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity; and fashion will
drive them to acquire any custom.
Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity; and fashion will
drive them to acquire any custom.
Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.
Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.
O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!
Then with passion would I shake the world,
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O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!
Then with passion would I shake the world,
And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy
Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice,
Which scorns a modern invocation.
To show our simple skill,
That is the true beginning of our end.
To show our simple skill,
That is the true beginning of our end.
